I’ll take my salad with a hypocrisy dressing.
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Saving the veg.
Tag: environment
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Reflections on a morning walk.
A Haiku poem.
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A New Normal
Anticlockwise but not anticlimax.
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The local pond.
I was walking Juno down to my local coffee haunt this morning when I heard an unusual sound. TrrrBonk! ……TrrrBONK!……………. GlobBONK! Oh my gosh. Frogs. I have not heard the sound of frogs in this area since I cannot remember when. We scooted over to the nearby pond to take a closer look. I couldnt […]
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Do Kangaroos dream of carrots?
Last evening Kelly, Juno and I took a large bag of carrots up to the nearby base of Mt Taylor to feed the kangaroos. One BILLION of Australia’s often unique animal populations has been killed during the current bushfire crisis. Many scientists say this is a conservative estimate. Those animals that escaped the wildfires are […]
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Hail-pocalypse!
Its been a couple of days now since we had the hail-pocalypse. A ten-minute storm cell that swept through Canberra just after lunchtime on Monday. Throwing down an angry blunderbuss of icy shot that shredded trees, smashed solar panels, killed hundreds of birds and bats and seriously smooshed-up cars. Lots of cars. In the thick […]
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Beware the Deathcap Mushroom.
There is something compelling about the idea of picking your own mushrooms. Walking eyes-down amongst smells of wet wildflower or forests of birdcall. Laughing with friends or family. Perhaps a small cane basket to collect them. Perhaps a soft checkered tea towel to cover them. A wistful yearning to reconnect with the earth and with […]
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It’s raining in Australia!
It is raining here now. Not just a drizzle but a big wet ground soaking sustained dollop.Hallelujah and yip my yah!Been so long I had almost forgotten what it felt like. What is smelt like. Rung in with a rolling clap of thunder that sent Juno scurrying under the coffee table to bury his head […]
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burning lesson
Fire for our belly Smoke for our breath Ash for our heart Great burning subtraction Wild loss combustion machine Coming Coming Eating it up And finally in sordid stillness in abject silence gifting us this collodion-black negative of all we had. — Ian Miller Featured image: @ryno_thecaptain
